The sun is shining brightly, and the windows are bright and clean.

The gray-haired professor coughed lightly twice, turned around and wrote the formula on the blackboard, explaining as he wrote.

“…… In ancient times, productivity was low, and methods of exploring nature were backward and limited. In this case, can we achieve controlled nuclear fusion, release huge energy to break through the space-time barrier, and open a door to space-time? To release nuclear energy, it is necessary to have ultra-high temperature pressure to free the electrons outside the nucleus from the bondage of the nucleus......"

All the students took notes carefully and made a squirming sound, like a group of silkworm babies quietly munching on mulberry leaves.

Smack......

Only the boy in the middle of the front row suddenly stood up, slammed the book on the blackboard, and shouted irritably.

"There are no conditions for realization, why do you want me to learn and learn every day?"

The old professor froze for an instant, and the floating chalk ash hovered in the air.

The students maintained a stunned and raised head posture, like a pile of small puppets, without saying a word and motionless.

Immediately, the figures, utensils, and environment quickly blurred, dissipating like flying snowflakes, revealing a deep blue in the background. The young man stood tall, puffing out his hands on his hips.

The sky rolled through the muffled sound of thunder.

"Xintianyou, you kid is starting to be lazy again. Every day I just know how to play, play, play...... Sooner or later, it will degenerate into mountain animals. ”

The boy looked up unconvinced, dancing with his hands.

"Master, the technological civilization has long been destroyed, and you are still clinging to it. Is it interesting to learn the old knowledge from 10,000 years ago and not use it? You see, I'll build an atomic bomb. But even if you find uranium, will you have to use a pair of industrious hands to purify nuclear materials, make fuel rods, and build reactors? By the way, but also to create explosives, electricity, machinery, computers...... Oh my God, almost the entire civilization has been rebuilt, and even the gods can't do it! Today, it is the world of monks. They flew away, where is the difference? ”

The sky snorted.

"If you practice killing a hundred flowers, you can hang and beat the turtle son."

"I protest, Baihua killed the Tai Niang Cannon, why don't you call it Qianlong?"

"Protests are ineffective, you know...... After my flowers bloom, I will kill a hundred flowers, and I will be domineering! ”

Xintianyou shrank his shoulders and hugged his arms, pretending to be pitiful, and said:

"But...... I can't practice, I lack resources. The monk sits on an infinite aura, what do I have? Relying on food to provide a little bit of chemical energy, then absorbing heat energy, and only recently opening the gene lock to absorb light energy...... After a whole day of exposure, the black turned into coal, and the energy storage was not enough to boil a pot of water. When I looked in the mirror, I couldn't find myself at all, and I could see two rows of teeth...... Master, look at how pitiful I am...... Hehe, if you open the magnetic energy lock in advance, you can lie down and increase your strength. ”

In the end, the boy was happy to himself, and the voice from the sky was even more severe.

"If you don't accumulate steps, how can you reach thousands of miles? Don't fantasize about ascending to the sky in one step, and honestly practice according to each realm level. ”

Xintianyou pursed his lips when he heard this, and his tone was long, and the more he said later, the faster he spoke.

"Master, the name is too boring, let's get creative. People's cultivation is to gather qi, condense Gang, pass through the secluded, open the light, turn into pills, holy womb, go out of the gods, melt the body, cross the tribulation, and ascend to the ten realms, and the killing of a hundred flowers will make out the murderous energy, kill the gang, kill the ghost, kill the light, kill the pill, kill the fetus, kill the god, kill the body, kill the robbery, and kill the ten realms of the sky...... Kill, kill, you have a grudge against the monks! ”

"The road is simple."

"Master, I think you're lazy...... Murderous, murderous, people think they play Go. Killing the ghost, if you are not careful, you will hear that it will be like killing a cow, and the soil will be scum. And fetalicide, how about explaining, what do you mean? I'm afraid that after I say it, I won't be drowned by the spittle star, and I will die of nausea first. ”

"Don't be verbose, do you practice or not?"

Hearing this, Xin Tianyou jumped up and clasped his hands together into a trumpet shout.

"Why don't you practice, force me to practice, do you treat me as a guinea pig?"

"Roll the calves!"

A bolt of lightning slashed viciously.

With a whimper, the boy hugged his head and ran away.

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